Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

He was confident, and Du Manzhi didn't find it strange.

The character of the force ceiling is on the table, and because of the butterfly effect caused by her passing through the book, the villain awakens.

The existence of black energy is enough to resist the will of heaven, and it also makes him transcend the category of ordinary people to a certain extent.

As long as Wei Chenfeng didn't want to die, she couldn't count any characters who could kill him.

She walked absent-mindedly, and was suddenly startled by a crisp sound under her feet.

When he raised his feet, he saw a crushed insect corpse stuck to the dirty sole.

The thick green blood exploded, causing her to frown for a moment and rub it against the stone again and again.

Only then did he suddenly realize that thanks to Wei Chenfeng, he led people to clean up the insect swarm!

Otherwise, when she went down the mountain, she would have to trudge forward with nest after nest of flying and crawling insects.

Wei Chenfeng's explanation was very brief: "I wanted to go up the mountain to pick you up, but I accidentally saw your cunning friend, so I stopped going."

After he had roughly cleared away the insect swarms at the bottom of the mountain and opened up a road, she led Ding Cuiyun and appeared just in time.

If it was too late, he would pick it up himself.

Du Manzhi remained silent.

In his mind, he recalled every moment the two of them got along.

From the first time they met, she always got along with him with an understanding of the character.

She didn't want to be restricted by the title of Admiral's wife. He was surprised at first, and then accepted her proposal.

She dared to believe that Jiu Qiansui had a good character and would never treat his loyal subordinates badly.

She decided to fake her death, so he provided the female corpse and assisted her in the palace, thus destroying the princess' halo as a heroine.

That was their first collaboration.

Du Manzhi smiled silently.

What was he thinking at that time? He actually agreed to cooperate with a strange person, and later he dared to admit her into the Yishi Hall.

Later, they went through the silver hairpin case together.

In each conversation, they showed an increasingly tacit understanding of their sharp thinking.

She couldn't remember when she seemed to have the privilege of coming in and out of him freely.

Seats were arranged in advance, her favorite food was prepared in advance, her favorite tea was in the cupboard, and there were even men's clothes in her size...

When she encounters trouble, even if she can solve it by herself, she will definitely see him appear before long.

They usually get along so naturally that sometimes she doesn't notice the details. At this moment, they are strung together by an invisible thread, and accompanied by the rising sun ahead, they warm her heart.

Du Manzhi could probably feel that he liked her.

As for her, she has always liked this gorgeous appearance, and now, she doesn't feel disgusted even with the person under the skin.

I have never been in love in modern times, but here, if we are comfortable with each other, it would be good to have a relationship once.

Just treat it as a new life experience, and the result is not that important.

After thinking about this, Du Manzhi suddenly felt dissatisfied when he saw this man's calm and self-possessed appearance. The smile on his face showed that he was a little unhappy.

Wei Chenfeng was shocked when she saw him: "What's wrong?"

His eyes fell on the green mucus on the stone next to him. He blinked, feeling blessed in his heart. There was a slight smile between his brows and eyes, and he coughed.

"I didn't bring any extra shoes. I'll buy a pair later when I go down the mountain."

Du Manzhi pursed her lips and stared at him: "...I don't want shoes."

Wei Chenfeng was even more puzzled: "Then what do you want?"

Before he finished speaking, two cold fingers clasped his chin.

He paused, bent his long legs in response, her reflection reflected in his dark eyes, and asked seriously: "What's the matter?"

"Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Du Manzhi asked him encouragingly with hints in her eyes.

Wei Chenfeng was confused.

I don’t know what kind of medicine she sells in her gourd.

He thought about it again and again. He had just said all the information that should be exchanged. Is there anything else he missed?

Du Manzhi shook his head and sighed, thinking, you deserve to be single.

After turning around and walking a few steps, a heavy cloak fell on his shoulders.

She turned her head in surprise.

I saw him half-crouching on one knee on the ground, tying up the hem of his cloak to prevent the hem from tripping anyone.

The same thing was draped on him like a decoration, but when it was put on Du Manzhi, the thick fabric automatically closed up, completely covering her inside, and even dragged a part of it on the ground!

This difference in height and shape made her a little embarrassed.

"I'm not cold."

Wei Chenfeng hummed and kept moving his hands.

"I'm not cold."

She pulled at the edge of the cloak, and the furry touch was soaked with the scent of sandalwood, which tickled her nose and made her sneeze.

The man chuckled softly: "Isn't it cold?"

"...It's choking. I'm not used to that smell!" Du Manzhi glared at him angrily, "If you don't believe me, smell it yourself."

Wei Chenfeng's response was to turn to her and not look at her.

His slender white fingers went around her chin, fumbled for two ribbons, and quickly tied a bow with his fingers.

Not to mention, this bow is quite iconic.

Du Manzhi: "..."

Just, suddenly I felt like a wrapped gift.

Once you plug in this setting...

Some good person uses black wrapping paper, hey!

……

Wrapping paper, no, the day after the bow tie incident, Wei Chenfeng quietly left Kyoto.

Du Manzhi completed his patrol as usual and went to Xinghuayuan to say hello to the students.

Then she sneaked to the Supervisor of Ceremonies, intending to rub into that man's evil aura to help her speed up her cultivation.

As a result, no one was seen.

She thought that Wei Chenfeng was only out for a while, but he skillfully served her by himself, made a pot of tea, and took out the travel notes from under the table that she had not finished reading last time.

A familiar little eunuch smelled the fragrance of tea in the room. When he opened the door and saw it was her, he was not surprised. He just told her in a low voice:

My ancestor is away on a long journey. If there is anything you want to eat or do, just ask and he will arrange it.

Du Manzhi was stunned and blew the hot tea as if nothing had happened.

Only then did I remember what I said two days ago.

She knew about going out.

But she also felt that the man had been deliberately avoiding suspicion ever since he put a big cloak on her and sent her back.

No, I didn't even tell her before leaving.

"Okay, I know."

The little eunuch's doughy smile looked like a mooncake, festive and sweet.

"Is there anything you want to eat? Our ancestors asked us to prepare sesame candy cakes and hazelnut shortcakes. You..."

Du Manzhi waved her hand: "No, I'll leave after drinking this cup of tea."

She was wandering around the room alone, holding a tea cup.

Everywhere you look, everything looks simple and plain, with nothing superfluous.

But when she opened the cabinet in the corner, she found her cotton cushions, her favorite tea leaves and halva, and even a small can of milk for making milk tea.

Opened it and smelled it, it was fresh.

A pair of playful black eyes appeared in front of Du Manzhi's eyes.

This guy deliberately didn't say when he would leave, but the milk was just replaced today. He meant that he was sure that she would come, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to laugh at her for being in vain?

She really thinks she has no temper!

She sat back at the table, laid out paper, studied ink, picked up a pen and sketched, and drew a big, round turtle.

Coward!

Du Manzhi blew dry the ink marks, held it up to admire it for a moment, then put it back down, pressing it under the official document.

The little eunuch saw something on the drawing paper through the crack of the door. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare. His face turned red from holding it in.

Du Manzhi glanced at him, and he quickly put his head back.

He is as clever and cunning as a little turtle.

She restored the things to their original positions and left quietly through the window.